It's half past eight here, and I'm sat in my PJs, freshly bathed and smelling of magnolia, watching the candles on my dresser flicker and listening to a nice blend of indie-pop-folk-rock on my mediaplayer, just reflecting on the past two months. It really has been a 'Summer of Fabulousity', just as my blog buddy Christy and I had planned. It's been busy yet relaxed, a time for long talks and big dreams and choosing and deciding to ride the wave. It's been an amazing time.
I've had many, many conversations with people this summer, which I've loved. It's such a proof of a connection when you can actually get down to the nitty-gritty conversationally, don't you think? I've had chats about life, love, work, faith, friendship, sex, politics... They've all made me think, or made me laugh. Some have even made me cry, or caused me to take a good hard look at myself and change, react, or say the same. I've loved having the time to share with people, whether it's staying up till five a.m. gossiping about mutual friends; or a lazy afternoon of lunch and coffee and tea and conversational cards spread out on the table; or early morning chats where no-one's really sure what they think; or a million and four chats I've had with the beautiful Mlle Wilson in person, on the phone, or on msn....the last of which was a ninety minute marathon on the phone, which at one point had a soundtrack. We're so groovy.
It's been a social summer, with lots of meals and parties and forays to the pub. I looked back over a tonne of photos from these two months earlier, and man, I've been happy. There have been stressful times, and sad times, and disappointing times, sure, but the overall mood has to be happy. It's been a summer of counting blessings. It's been a summer of hopes and wishes and music and dreaming.
It's been a summer of thinking, of trying to get a handle on what I want, and what I need. I've had to let go of some things and there are other things I have to change. But really, I've started to get more of a handle on what I need to have to stay happy and inspired (people, and the chance to help them; love, in its many and varied forms; and a million other little things - starry nights, hugs, little moments that take you by surprise and give you a spring in your step, time to think, kisses, mail, and dreams all fall into this category, amongst other things).
Tomorrow I'm back to school, and into the toughest part of my school year. September and October are tough! But as well as all the hard stuff and challenges, there are sprinkles of fun - gigs and sleepovers and parties, letters to write, dances to boogie to, and no doubt more silly moments, knowing me.
I wonder what the autumn has in store? Here's to a season of loveliness!